WTF: Your boyfriend MetalMilitia is looking for you fucktard. He's upset that you didn't buy him that gown he wanted for the Headbanger's Ball.
Boyfriend?
The closest to a boyfriend he will get is my 45kg Rottweiler, but Militia will only see the dog during supervised visits, and only if it's wearing a Titanium chastity belt! How the hell can you trust someone that needs a gown for a Headbanger's Ball??
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